The lights of the stadium were blinding but the cheer of the crowd made the Russian's heart race with excitement. Thousands of fans all cried his name with joy and support as he stepped onto the pitch. Today was THE day, the opening game of the season for the Russian national football team and with a wide smile Vas held his hand over his heart for the national anthem, but the joy he was experiencing soon turned into fear as two shadowy figures in lab coats (a man and a women) dragged him off the field. He could only watch as the lights of the stadium began to dim and the doors to the field slammed shut leaving him only in darkness at first. The darkness was gone in a flash but he found himself bound by his arms and legs in a tank filled with a green liquid with a breathing device and all manner of vital monitoring wires hanging from his naked body. He thrashed as he tired to break free but it was too late the machine was already whirring to life as the liquid began to to bubble violently. Atom by atom of the young mans body felt as if it were being viciously pulled apart, compressed together, and broken up all at once. The pain was excruciating and instead of thrashing in protest to be set free he now found himself wanting to give up on life all together. As his vision faded back into black his last visual images were that of the shadowy figures smiling and taking notes on their experimentation.
With a large gasp of air Vassi arose from his bed and into a sitting positing with a look of pure terror on his face, hands holding onto his head, and sweat droplets dripping down his nude torso. After the deep breathing subsided and he was no longer paralyzed from terror Vas reached into his Satchel to pull out his journal and continued to write.
Day 1: Today I start here at Eltz Academy in Moselle valley, Germany. I haven't seen people in 3 years and I hope today is a good day but for now I'm just incredibly hungry and I wonder if they have soy milk and cereal here. After eating I have to say the food was heavenly I cant believe I missed cereal so much, but I guess thats what being lost in dimension will do to you. Also the dimensional sickness seems to be fading now that I've eaten. *Side Note: This girl with died hair and lovely eyes ran into during breakfast and I believe she's still looking at me, maybe I should go talk to her, thats what Roman would want. After talking to her I found out her name was Danielle and she has the power rapidly adjust the temperature of water, much like my ability to heat and cool objects by vibrating their atoms but while I can only do this by touch she can do it with sight. It was quite the spectacle to see someone else's powers and in return I showed her my pencil transmutation trick, she seemed impressed but after she made the notion that having my powers was a good thing the memories of how I got them began to knock at mind and I knew at that point I would not be able to continue normal conversation so I made my exit back to the cafeteria for a refill of tea and a snack...
Remembering he had the cranberry scone still in his bag he reached in unwrapping it from the napkin and took a small bite savoring the flavor. "Ive missed this dimensions food so much" he thought. Taking another bite Vas switched hands and continued to write.
... while in line I had the pleasure of standing behind a girl I had previously seen this morning, she's quite short and accidentally bumped into me causing me to spill what was left of my tea on myself but when our eyes met I couldn't say anything... I was stuck in that moment of time until she apologized and continued through the line and even then I found myself admiring her until she disappeared into the dense crowd of students. I wish I knew her name but for now the chance to have been in contact with her is nice enough. Due to the spill on my shirt I decided to comeback to my room and take a nap, but I had the dream again, the dream of mom and dad...
Unable to write more Vas closed his journal and as he did a small tear fell onto the leather binding but always being told to fight weakness by his older brother he wiped his eyes and looked at the alarm clock that sat next to his bed. The morning was still young so he began to undress himself in order to change into his exercise clothes. "The soccer fields not to far from here maybe a little play time will clear my head" and with that thought he bolted out the door leaving most of his belongs, all except his key and watch.
After a light warm up jog and a quick stop at the gym for a soccer ball Vas was on the field practicing his footwork up and down the pitch and after running the length of the field twice he would end his routine with a trick shot on goal. His favorite trick was a rainbow flick over his head followed by a half volley which usually ended up sinking into the top left or right hand corners of the goal. Each time the ball flew into the goal Vas would grab it and celebrate as if he just made the goal winning shot of the world cup.
